Sometimes it is ok not to stand by your man.......

This woman is a cop, her husband apparently has been sexing up and taking pictures of little girls in their home and in his truck. As a police officer, does she turn him in....no. Instead her dumb ass tries to destroy evidence and even though the police department was notified, they decided not to act. Hey the girls were getting paid right? Ick!!!!!

Honestly not only is your man cheating, he is doing it with little girls and paying for it. Seriously you are the police, make his life hell and leave him. Make him go to jail and you get to keep everything. Why would you help his ass molest children and then destroy the pictures the fool took while he was molesting them.

His dumb ass:

Her dumb ass:

Cop's Husband Held by Feds

ATLANTA (AP) -- Federal authorities allege that the husband of an Atlanta police officer took photos of himself having sex with several young girls, and say the police department had some of the pictures seven years ago but took no action.

U.S. Attorney David Nahmias said, "This is a very disturbing case, for many reasons."

Terrill Crane was ordered today by a magistrate judge to be held in federal custody pending a detention hearing on December fifth. He faces up to 20 years in prison if convicted of producing child pornography.

Prosecutors say Crane's wife, Sergeant Tanya Crane, destroyed potential evidence, but she has not been charged. Department spokeswoman Judy Pal said Crane is on paid administrative leave from the police force. A phone listing for the couple in Georgia could not be located today.

Terrill Crane's attorney, Don Samuel, told The Associated Press after an initial court appearance for his client today that there are doubts about some of the allegations relating to how old the girls were. He also said that Crane's wife did not destroy any evidence.

Samuel said, "She was told there was some investigation and said, 'Let me know,' and nothing happened."

It's legal in Georgia to have consensual sex with someone under 16, but under federal law it is illegal to take pornographic photos of someone under the age of 18.

Federal prosecutors said that a photo shop employee contacted the Atlanta Police Department in 2000 because he was concerned about the content of film developed for Terrill Crane, and that photos were provided to police over the next two years.

(Copyright 2007 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)

Black Women, Color Contacts, Hair Dye, and Weave

I will start off by saying I have never ever in the history of man kind ever wore a weave on my head. I wore a wig once at Halloween, but never a weave. I have worn color contacts, just a few times. I got them at the Big T Bazaar for $10, they weren't comfortable and if I wore them for any length of time, I might have ended up blind. My husband thought they were horrid. I had this hazel pair, and gray pair. He felt it weird that anyone would have gray eyes. He begged me to take them out, not just because they didn't come from an optometrist, but rather a swap meet, but because he thinks I look better with my boring old brown eyes. I have colored my hair only in high school and freshman year of college, and only in colors not found in nature, blue, pink, green. I know I sounded like I was a creme de la creme catch back then. I was also a militant vegetarian too. I digress.

I have grown up in the age of weave and colored contacts. I have friends who wear either or, and some who wear both. It took my years to realize what weave was, because I never went to the beauty shop growing up,my mother instead gave me 3rd degree burns with a hot iron or chemical burns with the super duper Revlon super strength relaxers. I used to wonder how some black woman had such long luxurious hair that didn't frizz up in Texas Humidity. I actually got my hair to grow, but it never would comply to the humidity in the air.

Color contacts always fascinated me too. I would never wonder if they were real or fake, I remember when color contacts first came out, the colors were horrid, but to me still pretty than plain old brown.

My final fascination in regards to this subject, was black women with red, blond, and other hair colors. I wonder how they got their hair so blond, did they feel it looked natural. Did they feel pretty, or that they got more attention as a red head or blond? Was it true blonds had more fun?

When you put the blond or whatever color weave with the color contacts, I get even more fascinated.

My question is this? Why do we want to wear weaves, dye our hair, and have color contacts?

Now I know many black women who wear weave or color contacts, and they are secure in their skin, are beautiful women, and have no real hang ups in regards to their beauty, at least no more than the average person. But the go so far as to do a combination of all three, it is very strange to me.

Is it self hate, an attempt to meet western beauty standards, or just someone trying something different and new?

I always have to point to the obvious blond weave, color contact queen, Lil Kim. She has set the gold standard of this look. When Lil Kim first came out, she was skanky, like she always was, but she had dark hair, brown eyes, and her skin was a nice medium brown, her hair did appear to be weave or wig, but who knows, I have a hard time telling in most cases of weave/wig:

Now we have Lil Kim Redux:

Why would Lil Kim want to look like this? Is she considered more attractive now, or how she was when she first started?




Time for Meme!

The rules of the game are:

A). Link to the person that tagged you and post the rules on your blog...

B). Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself...

C). Tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs...

D). Let each person know that they've been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

7 Random /weird facts about me:

1. I like cats more than dogs, but I have two dogs and only one cat

2. I have lived in Paris...........Texas

3. I am double jointed in my fingers and toes

4. I hate the texture of coconut, but love the flavor

5. I am named after a woman named John

6. My personality type is ENTJ, which is quite fitting considering

7. I like to dip my french fries in a chocolate frosty from Wendy's

I don't know seven people to tag.

How Not To Get Your Ass Kicked By The Police

Mike Tyson for President: Im on Zoloft right? But I do that to keep from killing yall.

I ain't hookin', I just like to dress fancy

This was an awesome movie. I am probably the only person in the world who thinks so. It cracked me up. It had me thinking about a post at ABC. The enemy in this movie is Corporate America and it is one by one man, "Tha Man". Pootie has to take down the man and make everything right in the world


IR Love..........Oh My

These men are better than me. I can't be sleeping with someone 30 years older for dinner and some clothes, trust me I have been offered, but the thought of old wrinkly skin against mine ain't sexy. This blows the typically reason for bm dating wf theory out of the water that the white women look better. These women don't look better, they come here because they know a young black boy will give them the time of day here versus the men where they live. Is every 3rd world country going to have a sex tour industry for all folks. What is next? Old black women going to China for some Asian loving?

A Kenyan man walks with an unidentified tourist at the Jomo Kenyatta Public Beach in the coastal town of Mombasa November 15, 2007. (Joseph Okanga/Reuters)
Reuters Photo: A Kenyan man walks with an unidentified tourist at the Jomo Kenyatta Public Beach in...

Older white women join Kenya's sex tourists

By Jeremy ClarkeMon Nov 26, 8:24 AM ET

Bethan, 56, lives in southern England on the same street as best friend Allie, 64.

They are on their first holiday to Kenya, a country they say is "just full of big young boys who like us older girls."

Hard figures are difficult to come by, but local people on the coast estimate that as many as one in five single women visiting from rich countries are in search of sex.

Allie and Bethan -- who both declined to give their full names -- said they planned to spend a whole month touring Kenya's palm-fringed beaches. They would do well to avoid the country's tourism officials.

"It's not evil," said Jake Grieves-Cook, chairman of the Kenya Tourist Board, when asked about the practice of older rich women traveling for sex with young Kenyan men.

"But it's certainly something we frown upon."

Also, the health risks are stark in a country with an AIDS prevalence of 6.9 percent. Although condom use can only be guessed at, Julia Davidson, an academic at Nottingham University who writes on sex tourism, said that in the course of her research she had met women who shunned condoms -- finding them too "businesslike" for their exotic fantasies.

The white beaches of the Indian Ocean coast stretched before the friends as they both walked arm-in-arm with young African men, Allie resting her white haired-head on the shoulder of her companion, a six-foot-four 23-year-old from the Maasai tribe.

He wore new sunglasses he said were a gift from her.

"We both get something we want -- where's the negative?" Allie asked in a bar later, nursing a strong, golden cocktail.

She was still wearing her bikini top, having just pulled on a pair of jeans and a necklace of traditional African beads.

Bethan sipped the same local drink: a powerful mix of honey, fresh limes and vodka known locally as "Dawa," or "medicine."

She kept one eye on her date -- a 20-year-old playing pool, a red bandana tying back dreadlocks and new-looking sports shoes on his feet.

He looked up and came to join her at the table, kissing her, then collecting more coins for the pool game.


Grieves-Cook and many hotel managers say they are doing all they can to discourage the practice of older women picking up local boys, arguing it is far from the type of tourism they want to encourage in the east African nation.

"The head of a local hoteliers' association told me they have begun taking measures -- like refusing guests who want to change from a single to a double room," Grieves-Cook said.

"It's about trying to make those guests feel as uncomfortable as possible ... But it's a fine line. We are 100 percent against anything illegal, such as prostitution. But it's different with something like this -- it's just unwholesome."

These same beaches have long been notorious for attracting another type of sex tourists -- those who abuse children.

As many as 15,000 girls in four coastal districts -- about a third of all 12-18 year-olds girls there -- are involved in casual sex for cash, a joint study by Kenya's government and U.N. children's charity UNICEF reported late last year.

Up to 3,000 more girls and boys are in full-time sex work, it said, some paid for the "most horrific and abnormal acts."


Emerging alongside this black market trade -- and obvious in the bars and on the sand once the sun goes down -- are thousands of elderly white women hoping for romantic, and legal, encounters with much younger Kenyan men.

They go dining at fine restaurants, then dancing, and back to expensive hotel rooms overlooking the coast.

"One type of sex tourist attracted the other," said one manager at a shorefront bar on Mombasa's Bamburi beach.

"Old white guys have always come for the younger girls and boys, preying on their poverty ... But these old women followed ... they never push the legal age limits, they seem happy just doing what is sneered at in their countries."

Experts say some thrive on the social status and financial power that comes from taking much poorer, younger lovers.

"This is what is sold to tourists by tourism companies -- a kind of return to a colonial past, where white women are served, serviced, and pampered by black minions," said Nottinghan University's Davidson.


Many of the visitors are on the lookout for men like Joseph.

Flashing a dazzling smile and built like an Olympic basketball star, the 22-year-old said he has slept with more than 100 white women, most of them 30 years his senior.

"When I go into the clubs, those are the only women I look for now," he told Reuters. "I get to live like the rich mzungus (white people) who come here from rich countries, staying in the best hotels and just having my fun."

At one club, a group of about 25 dancing men -- most of them Joseph look-alikes -- edge closer and closer to a crowd of more than a dozen white women, all in their autumn years.

"It's not love, obviously. I didn't come here looking for a husband," Bethan said over a pounding beat from the speakers.

"It's a social arrangement. I buy him a nice shirt and we go out for dinner. For as long as he stays with me he doesn't pay for anything, and I get what I want -- a good time. How is that different from a man buying a young girl dinner?"

(Editing by Daniel Wallis and Sara Ledwith)


Bring On the Christmas Music!!!! John Coltrane

This song was my first intro to John Coltrane. The first Coltrane CD I ever bought. It is absolutely genius. I absolutely love Coltrane!!!!


I can't compete

Beauty ideals in America frustrate me so. If I hear one more white woman talk about how gross Beyonce's butt is, I will scream. Seriously. If I hear someone ask why I wear my hair "that way" aka natural, I will punch them. I have accepted my fate as unattractive in America. I have learned to live with the fact I am not airbrushed, not blond, my hair will never be naturally straight, I am not petite, I have an ass and thighs, and my eyes are boring old brown.

One of the reasons I quit using relaxer was, I couldn't keep my hair straight. I was sick of not going swimming because I was nervous about my hair getting messed up and the time it would take to straighten that hair again with an evil hot iron. Worrying about the rain when coming to and from my car. Humidity making my hair frizz up. So I basically just said f*ck it, and let it grow out of my head as it came out. No painful sores on my head and the dreaded 6 to 8 week ritual of being in the beauty salon for the whole Saturday was no more.

I have decided if I can forgo relaxer, I can forgo ever looking like a Victoria Secret model. That my jeans will always fit perfect throughout the thighs, but hang loose at my waist. I will always buy a shirt a size bigger so my boobs don't appear to overflow from the shirt, but yet the shirt will fit weird and loose everywhere else.

I as a black woman can't compete with the petite frame and straight long hair of Asian women. I can't compete with the blond hair and blue eyed Europeans, and I can't compete with the long flowing hair and light skin of the Hispanic woman that is stereotypically flaunted by the media. These women who are the ideals, the ones everyone desires and everyone wants. I am black, the one group that never has the men of all races chasing after her. I am in the one group that men don't go for if you were to look at movies, television, the media in general, etc. Asian and Hispanic women are exotic. Black women are just too far off the spectrum to be considered anything more than an oddity.


How does this happen in America?

He at 13 raped a 6 year old girl. Now he will spend literally the rest of his life in jail. Is the sentence too harsh? I don't know looking at the case it seems no. I have highlighted the parts that show the victim's damages.

What makes a 13 year do this? Are young kids today more violent than we ever were? Are they sexualized more? Do they feel more powerless? Why would he do this? What caused him to act out in a such a violent way?

Sherman Burnett

Teen gets 60 years for attack on girl
By William C. Lhotka
Friday, Nov. 16 2007

St. Louis County — A child beaten nearly to death in a 2005 sexual assault in
Spanish Lake asked a judge to send the teen who did it to prison for 60 years.

That's exactly what Circuit Judge Melvyn W. Wiesman did Thursday, ordering
consecutive terms that add up to 60 years for Sherman Burnett Jr., 15. He will
not be eligible for parole until at least 2056.

Wiesman said he took the 8-year-old girl's recommendation into consideration.

The victim, who sat in the front row with her mother, did not testify at
Thursday's sentencing hearing in St. Louis County Circuit Court. But she wrote
to Wiesman on Sept. 25: "I want for him to go away for 60 years. Because wen he
gets out he won't hurt any other person."

The girl was 6 and Burnett 13 when he attacked her Nov. 11, 2005, in the
neighborhood where both lived. He was charged as an adult and booked as the
youngest inmate in recollection at the adult jail in Clayton, which held him
apart from other inmates.

He now goes to the Department of Corrections for placement in the prison system.

Burnett's mother and other relatives had written to the judge, urging leniency.
But Wiesman passed up an opportunity to send Burnett to a juvenile treatment
center, from which he might have been able to win freedom as early as age 17.

Instead, the judge ordered consecutive sentences of 20 years each for
kidnapping and assault and 10 years each for sodomy and attempted rape. Burnett
pleaded guilty to the charges Aug. 10. He will be eligible for parole after
serving 51 years. Presuming credit for time already served, that would be in
2056, when he is 64.

Burnett made no statement Thursday and showed no emotion; his family appeared

He abducted, beat and sexually assaulted the girl and left her semiconscious
near railroad tracks not far from her home.

The victim's family was frantic and a massive search was organized that night —
"the worst night of all our lives," her mother wrote Wiesman. "She was only 6
years old and in the first grade. The thought that she could have been taken
from me at such an early age sickens me. The image of my child in the hospital
terrorizes me daily."

A police officer found her the next morning. She had suffered a skull fracture,
a lacerated liver and heavy bruises, and half an ear had been torn off.

She told police she couldn't walk, so she crawled through a hole in a fence
near the tracks but could go no further. As night descended, she said, she
tried to cover herself with leaves. From her hospital bed, the girl identified
Burnett from a school picture.

The court file contains letters seeking leniency for Burnett, from his mother,
brother, sister, aunt, four cousins and a minister.

His mother noted that he already has been locked up for two years, is still
young and was "very remorseful."

That remorse wasn't apparent to Brent Brueck, a senior program administrator
for the Missouri Division of Youth Services. He interviewed Burnett recently to
see if he would be eligible for a dual jurisdiction juvenile program of his
agency and the Department of Corrections, in Montgomery City, Mo.

Brueck testified that Burnett told him the incident was caused by the girl,
because she had thrown a rock at him. Also, Burnett denied trying to rape her.
Brueck confirmed under questioning by prosecutor Rob Livergood that there was
no evidence in any of the records or police reports to back up Burnett's claims.

Brueck also said the teens he interviews often seek to minimize their crimes,
and that Burnett would be a candidate for the program.

Defense attorney Nellie Ribaudo argued for the joint program as a place where
Burnett could get counseling, sex offender treatment and education unavailable
in prison.

Had Burnett been put there, he would have been entitled by law to hearings upon
turning 17 and 21, and potentially eligible for probation at the discretion of
a judge after either hearing.

But Wiesman decided the program was inappropriate "in light of the severity of
the assault and what appears to be a threat to the community."

The victim's family said they have moved to another state.

Her mother said in her letter to the judge that the victim "still has teenage
years to go through and I am going to keep her in therapy as long as it takes.
Only time will tell the true magnitude of the damage he has caused her."

Earlier this year, Wiesman dismissed from the case misdemeanor counts of sexual
misconduct and assault. In June 2005, Burnett had allegedly offered an
11-year-old girl $50 for sex, and threw her brother to the ground when she
refused and he intervened.

blhotka@post-dispatch.com | 314-615-3283

Sesame Street XXX, Adults Only?

OK I grew up watching Sesame Street as a kid. I wonder why it is so adult oriented now. Seriously, what were they passing off as kid entertainment back then, that we couldn't let kids watch now? Were Bert and Ernie completely out of the closet? Oscar the Grouch was like the crazy mean uncle who forgot to take his meds? Cookie Monster should have gone to therapy or Overeater Anonymous for his love of cookies? Or was Bert's ties to Osama finally realized?

November 18, 2007
The Medium

Sweeping the Clouds Away

Sunny days! The earliest episodes of “Sesame Street” are available on digital video! Break out some Keebler products, fire up the DVD player and prepare for the exquisite pleasure-pain of top-shelf nostalgia.

Just don’t bring the children. According to an earnest warning on Volumes 1 and 2, “Sesame Street: Old School” is adults-only: “These early ‘Sesame Street’ episodes are intended for grown-ups, and may not suit the needs of today’s preschool child.”

Say what? At a recent all-ages home screening, a hush fell over the room. “What did they do to us?” asked one Gen-X mother of two, finally. The show rolled, and the sweet trauma came flooding back. What they did to us was hard-core. Man, was that scene rough. The masonry on the dingy brownstone at 123 Sesame Street, where the closeted Ernie and Bert shared a dismal basement apartment, was deteriorating. Cookie Monster was on a fast track to diabetes. Oscar’s depression was untreated. Prozacky Elmo didn’t exist.

Nothing in the children’s entertainment of today, candy-colored animation hopped up on computer tricks, can prepare young or old for this frightening glimpse of simpler times. Back then — as on the very first episode, which aired on PBS Nov. 10, 1969 — a pretty, lonely girl like Sally might find herself befriended by an older male stranger who held her hand and took her home. Granted, Gordon just wanted Sally to meet his wife and have some milk and cookies, but . . . well, he could have wanted anything. As it was, he fed her milk and cookies. The milk looks dangerously whole.

Live-action cows also charge the 1969 screen — cows eating common grass, not grain improved with hormones. Cows are milked by plain old farmers, who use their unsanitary hands and fill one bucket at a time. Elsewhere, two brothers risk concussion while whaling on each other with allergenic feather pillows. Overweight layabouts, lacking touch-screen iPods and headphones, jockey for airtime with their deafening transistor radios. And one of those radios plays a late-’60s news report — something about a “senior American official” and “two billion in credit over the next five years” — that conjures a bleak economic climate, with war debt and stagflation in the offing.

The old “Sesame Street” is not for the faint of heart, and certainly not for softies born since 1998, when the chipper “Elmo’s World” started. Anyone who considers bull markets normal, extracurricular activities sacrosanct and New York a tidy, governable place — well, the original “Sesame Street” might hurt your feelings.

I asked Carol-Lynn Parente, the executive producer of “Sesame Street,” how exactly the first episodes were unsuitable for toddlers in 2007. She told me about Alistair Cookie and the parody “Monsterpiece Theater.” Alistair Cookie, played by Cookie Monster, used to appear with a pipe, which he later gobbled. According to Parente, “That modeled the wrong behavior” — smoking, eating pipes — “so we reshot those scenes without the pipe, and then we dropped the parody altogether.”

Which brought Parente to a feature of “Sesame Street” that had not been reconstructed: the chronically mood-disordered Oscar the Grouch. On the first episode, Oscar seems irredeemably miserable — hypersensitive, sarcastic, misanthropic. (Bert, too, is described as grouchy; none of the characters, in fact, is especially sunshiney except maybe Ernie, who also seems slow.) “We might not be able to create a character like Oscar now,” she said.

Snuffleupagus is visible only to Big Bird; since 1985, all the characters can see him, as Big Bird’s old protestations that he was not hallucinating came to seem a little creepy, not to mention somewhat strained. As for Cookie Monster, he can be seen in the old-school episodes in his former inglorious incarnation: a blue, googly-eyed cookievore with a signature gobble (“om nom nom nom”). Originally designed by Jim Henson for use in commercials for General Foods International and Frito-Lay, Cookie Monster was never a righteous figure. His controversial conversion to a more diverse diet wouldn’t come until 2005, and in the early seasons he comes across a Child’s First Addict.

The biggest surprise of the early episodes is the rural — agrarian, even — sequences. Episode 1 spends a stoned time warp in the company of backlighted cows, while they mill around and chew cud. This pastoral scene rolls to an industrial voiceover explaining dairy farms, and the sleepy chords of Joe Raposo’s aimless masterpiece, “Hey Cow, I See You Now.” Chewing the grass so green/Making the milk/Waiting for milking time/Waiting for giving time/Mmmmm.

Oh, what’s that? Right, the trance of early “Sesame Street” and its country-time sequences. In spite of the show’s devotion to its “target child,” the “4-year-old inner-city black youngster” (as The New York Times explained in 1979), the first episodes join kids cavorting in amber waves of grain — black children, mostly, who must be pressed into service as the face of America’s farms uniquely on “Sesame Street.”

In East Harlem and Bedford-Stuyvesant in 1978, 95 percent of households with kids ages 2 to 5 watched “Sesame Street.” The figure was even higher in Washington. Nationwide, though, the number wasn’t much lower, and was largely determined by the whims of the PBS affiliates: 80 percent in houses with young children. The so-called inner city became anywhere that “Sesame Street” played, because the Children’s Television Workshop declared the inner city not a grim sociological reality but a full-color fantasy — an eccentric scene, framed by a box and far removed from real farmland and city streets alike.

The concept of the “inner city” — or “slums,” as The Times bluntly put it in its first review of “Sesame Street” — was therefore transformed into a kind of Xanadu on the show: a bright, no-clouds, clear-air place where people bopped around with monsters and didn’t worry too much about money, cleanliness or projecting false cheer. The Upper West Side, hardly a burned-out ghetto, was said to be the model.

People on “Sesame Street” had limited possibilities and fixed identities, and (the best part) you weren’t expected to change much. The harshness of existence was a given, and no one was proposing that numbers and letters would lead you “out” of your inner city to Elysian suburbs. Instead, “Sesame Street” suggested that learning might merely make our days more bearable, more interesting, funnier. It encouraged us, above all, to be nice to our neighbors and to cultivate the safer pleasures that take the edge off — taking baths, eating cookies, reading. Don’t tell the kids.


Want Boys Your Own Damn Age......Nasty Skank Men

Ok apparently in Middle Eastern society women have limited rights, and now teenage boys have no rights either. The men can just do whatever and not one says anything. A woman gets gang raped and gets whipped 200 times in Saudi Arabia, a man molests boys and it is all good? I don't quite understand the Middle East.

Afghan boy dancers sexually abused by former warlords
PUL-E KHUMRI, Afghanistan (Reuters) - They are known as "bacha bereesh", boys without beards, teenage boys who dress up as girls and dance for male patrons at parties in northern Afghanistan.

It's an age old practice that has led to some of the boy dancers being turned into sex slaves by wealthy and powerful patrons, often former warlords, who dress the boys up as girls, shower them with gifts and keep them as "mistresses".

Afghan police are battling to crackdown on the practice which has angered Islamic clerics who say those involved should be stoned for sodomy, forbidden under Islamic law.

In a society where the sexes are strictly segregated, it is common for men to dance for other men at weddings in Afghanistan.

But in northern Afghanistan, former warlords and mujahideen commanders have taken that a step further with competitions for their dancing boys.

"Every boy tries to be the first. They are dressed in women's clothes, have bells on their feet and have artificial breasts," said Mohammad Yawar, a former mujahideen fighter against the Taliban and resident of the northern town of Pul-e Khumri.

The practice, called "bacha bazi" -- literally "boy play" -- has a long history in northern Afghanistan, but sometimes it does not stop with just dancing.

"I very much enjoy hugging a boy. His smell and fragrance kills me," said Yawar.

The 38-year-old businessman said he recruited a 15-year-old boy three years ago to help him with his work.

"I have had him for at least three years, since he was only 15. He was looking for a job and I gave him somewhere to stay," said Yawar, showing the boy's picture.

"I don't have a wife. He is like my wife. I dress him in women's clothes and have him sleep beside me. I enjoy him and he is my everything," he said, kissing the photograph.


Having the best-looking boy and the best dancer is a mark of prestige.

"Everyone tries to have the best, most handsome and good-looking boy," said a former mujahideen commander, who declined to be named.

"Sometimes we gather and make our boys dance and whoever wins, his boy will be the best boy."

Former mujahideen commanders hold such parties in and around Pul-e Khumri about once a week.

"Having a boy has become a custom for us. Whoever wants to show off, should have a boy," said Enayatullah, a 42-year-old landowner in Baghlan province.

"I was married to a woman 20 years ago, she left me because of my boy," he said. "I was playing with my boy every night and was away from home, eventually my wife decided to leave me. I am happy with my decision, because I am used to sleeping and entertaining with my young boy."

The men say they lavish money and gifts on their boys.

"I was only 14-years-old when a former Uzbek commander forced me to have sex with him," said Shir Mohammad in Sar-e Pol province. "Later, I quit my family and became his secretary. I have been with him for 10 years, I am now grown up, but he still loves me and I sleep with him."

Ahmad Jawad, aged 17, has been with a wealthy landowner for the past two years.

"I am used to it. I love my lord. I love to dance and act like a woman and play with my owner," he said.

Asked what he would do when he got older, he said: "Once I grow up, I will be an owner and I will have my own boys."

But Shir Mohammad, at 24, was already getting too old to be a dancing boy. "I am grown up now and do not have the beauty of former years. So, I proposed to marry my lord's daughter and he has agreed to it."


Many local residents have called for a crackdown, but are skeptical it will work as many of the men are powerful and well-armed former commanders.

Jahan Shah, who lives in Pul-e Khumri, said government and security officials should take tough action against unIslamic and immoral acts.

"If they don't stop this, it will become a custom and hundreds of other boys will be involved in it," he said.

Police and security officials in northern Afghanistan say they have been doing their best to arrest the men involved.

"It is sad to state that this practice that includes making boys dance, sexual abuse and sometimes even selling boys, has been going on for years," said General Asadollah Amarkhil, the security chief of Kunduz province.

"We have taken steps to stop it to the extent that we are able," he said.

Amarkhil said poverty, widespread in Afghanistan after nearly three decades of war, forced teenage boys into compliance.

"We have taken very strict measures to save the lives of the boys and punish the men," he said. "We are monitoring to find out where these men and boys gather, then go there and arrest them."

Those found guilty of abuse would be jailed for at least 15 years, said Baghlan chief prosecutor Hafizullah Khaliqyar.

"We have 25 cases of such immoral acts. They are being processed and we are trying our utmost to tackle the problem," he said.

Islamic scholars recommended harsher punishment.

"Those who do this are the devil," said Mawlawi Mohammad Sadiq Sadiqyar, a scholar and prayer leader in the main northern city of Mazar-i-Sharif. "Under Islamic law, those who practice this should be stoned to death."

But some of the men say they are not interested in women.

"We know it is immoral and unIslamic, but how can we quit? We do not like women, we just want boys," said Chaman Gul, aged 35 of Takhar province.

Zahara a Product of Rape

Why would the biological mother of this child even feel the need to come forward and offer this information? What good does it do to have a record that the child was product of rape. She is better off not knowing anything don't you think. Let Zahara have the luxury of ignorance in this instance. Sheesh.

Jolie's adopted girl conceived during rape: mother

By Tsegaye Tadesse

AWASA, Ethiopia (Reuters) - The Ethiopian baby adopted by Hollywood actress Angelina Jolie was conceived after her mother was raped, the woman said this week.

Mentwabe Dawit, mother of two-year-old Zahara, described how she was attacked one evening in 2004 after a day's work at a construction site in the southern Ethiopian town of Awasa.

As she walked home in the darkness, a man approached.

"He pulled a dagger, put one hand on my mouth, so that I could not scream. He then raped me and disappeared," Mentwabe told Reuters in an interview, tears streaming down her face.

The 24-year-old decided to keep the assault a secret.

"I feared the consequences of being raped in a community where rape is considered a taboo, even if what happened happened forcibly," she said.

As her belly swelled, Mentwabe could no longer hide her pregnancy and confided in her mother.

"It was not as I feared. I found my mother understanding and consoling. She urged me not to do anything rash, which might endanger my life."

Mentwabe gave birth in the family's earth-floored house and she named the little girl Yemsrach which means good news in the Amharic language.

However, she soon found she was unable to feed the baby.

"My baby was on the verge of death. She became malnourished and was even unable to cry," Mentwabe said. "I was desperate and decided to run away, rather than see my child dying."

Mentwabe's distraught mother searched for her for months around Awasa, 270 kms (170 miles) south of the capital Addis Ababa. She eventually put Yemsrach up for adoption, in the belief her own daughter had died.

Mentwabe said her mother did what she thought was best, and denied newspaper reports in the United States and Europe that she wanted Yemsrach, renamed Zahara, back.

"My mother was not misled by anyone, as was alleged by some media outlets. Her motive was to save the child from dying which I fully understand.

"I have never disputed the adoption of my baby by Angelina Jolie.

"I think my daughter is a very fortunate human being to be adopted by a world famous lady. I wish them both all the success they deserve," she said.

(Editing by Katie Nguyen and Robert Woodward)


The saddest thing ever.....

Ga. boys ages 8 and 9 charged with rape

By SHANNON McCAFFREY, Associated Press Writer1 hour, 44 minutes ago

Three boys, ages 8 and 9, were being held Monday in a detention center on charges of kidnapping and raping an 11-year-old girl near a suburban apartment complex, officials said.

The alleged attack happened Thursday and the girl's mother reported it to authorities Sunday, Acworth police Capt. Wayne Dennard said.

"The victim said they were playing outdoors and the girl was forced into a wooded area where she was sexually assaulted, where one of the boys raped her," Dennard told The Associated Press.

The three boys — an 8-year-old and two 9-year-olds — appeared in juvenile court Monday afternoon, dwarfed by the courtroom chairs and wearing navy blue jump suits and shackles. Their names were withheld because of their age.

Cobb County District Attorney Pat Head said the boys could not be charged with felony crimes because of their age but could be tried for alleged delinquent acts that could place them in a juvenile facility for up to five years.

The next step will be for the court to schedule a hearing to determine how to proceed in the case, Head said.

Juvenile Court Judge A. Gregory Poole issued a gag order preventing the lawyers from commenting further.

Acworth Police Chief Mike Wilkie said one of the boys was accused of threatening to hit the girl with a rock before the alleged assault. Wilkie also said the investigation is "far from over," and investigators are looking into claims that after the alleged attack, the girl talked about it with her friends at a slumber party.

The girl's mother told WGCL-TV in Atlanta, "They do need to be taught a lesson because if they do it to her, they could do it to somebody else. And who knows when they become teenagers what they can do to other girls."

The case involves children from a working class apartment complex. Acworth, 30 miles northwest of Atlanta along the shores of Lake Allatoona, is a town of about 17,000.

Acworth police said their department has never before investigated allegations of rape where all the parties were this young. "This wouldn't be normal anywhere, but especially not Acworth," Dennard said.


Happy Thanksgiving!!!! You're Fired!!!!

On Friday I got my walking papers from my job. I was "terminated", "let go". For what I am really not sure, but praise Jesus I document everything. I wasn't the only one, she let go of half the office, no severance, nothing, but hopefully my last check with direct deposit itself on Wednesday. I think I know what did it for sure, but it was way too long of a story that probably over the next couple of weeks I will be able to discuss here on this blog, after all I should have a ton of time on my hands right? Oh Well!!! There is a special place in Hell for people who fire folks the Friday before Thanksgiving.

Not all hope is lost though, I have two interviews lined up, and I have applied to about 40 or 50 jobs since Friday. I also have a list of companies in my field that I plan to check and see if they are hiring, like at least 30 or 40. I should be set application wise really soon. I also have an interview tomorrow and the following Monday. I hope that at least one of those companies calls me back. The good thing about living in a major city is, there is at least some hope of getting a job somewhere. Next week I plan to roll into DISD and some other school districts needing subs, which at this time of the year is kind of limited, but hey it is something. I will also be trying to apply at the local Borders and Barnes and Noble to see if I can get something part time to ensure Christmas isn't interrupted. I also went Ghettoqueeshah and applied for unemployment benefits. I have never used them, I should be able to get them right? I hope I can even get them. I am glad my husband makes enough money to cover bills with some left over, but I hate being in this situation. Oh Well, something will come up right? Maybe this is the time to reinvent myself, do things around the house that need to get done. Start my dream business. Or just crawl into a corner and cry. I can't decide.


Oh Grandparents I Love Them So

On Tuesday I receive a phone call from my husband's grandmother. She is trying to determine what to get her precious grandson for Christmas. My husband is into video games, violent ones with blood and guts. She and her husband are fundamentalist Christians unaware of their grandson's atheism. They pray before every meal, have Jehovah Witnesses come to testify in their home. I play it safe and recommend a gift card and a few PG rated movies. I then get the dreaded question, "When are you guys coming down?"

I hate this question. I love my husband's grandparents. They are the sweetest most loving people in the world, but............

The last three or four times we have stayed down there:

I have broken out into a rash from either the detergent or something on the bed linens. I still have some scarring from that and it was over a year ago.

I have woken up to find bugs on me or in the bed

I have realized at night the upstairs area where we stay is crawling with these:

Yes that is a big ass waterbug. Like big enough to eat small children waterbug. Their house is older, and I understand Houston is full of them, but at two in the morning on the way to the bathroom, I don't want to see that staring at me as I enter the bathroom, in matter of fact, I just refused to go to the bathroom the rest of the night and basically crawled up into a ball and just basically sobbed quietly as I was too scared to even make a sound for fear the waterbug might hear me. We need an exterminator bad.

The house is older, and where we are staying is one of the newer additions to the house. When I say additions, the house started off in the 1940s as a two bedroom one bath house. It has now been expanded to two kitchens, an office (actually used for business), two additional bathrooms, and the upstairs space where me and my hubby stay that serves as a living area during the day and the fold out sofa bed turns it into the guest bedroom at night. The sofa bed is at least 15 years old and the feel of the metal bars against your back is probably more reminiscent of sleeping like you are in a prison vs. an actual bed. I contemplated sleeping on the floor a few times, but the bug thing stopped all that nonsense. I will say that that propping my feet up on the wood table and sleeping upright in a chair did work for at least two hours last time we were down there.

So my options are as follows:

To avoid rashes and bugs, using medicated Gold Bond Powder from head to toe to kill off anything I might have an allergic reaction to.

To bring my own can of raid and contaminate me and my husband as I spray the bed sheets and everything else under the sun, including the upstairs bathroom where Senor Waterbug was taking residence.

To bring in my own linens and burn them upon departure

Wrap myself in saran wrap from head to toe to limit human to bug contact

Or stay at a nice hotel close by and visit with them in that manner.

I don't want to do that, as they might take it as an insult, but dang it, staying with them is like living hard.

Let me add this disclaimer:

The house is nice, the house is clean, but being that they are older and never go to the upstairs space, they don't know what goes on up there. They are happy in their cocoon of safeness downstairs. They assume it is clean, even if it hasn't been cleaned properly in five years. During the day the bugs hide, and everything is rosey, and I am sure the detergent they use is great, just not for my skin.


Happy Anniversary Blue!!!!

Me and my husband are celebrating our 4th anniversary today!!!!! 4 years of bliss :) He is taking me out to III Forks for dinner tonight, very fancy smancy.I love my Blue and am so happy to have him in my life.


Frito Pie Love

OK, I don't understand how anyone in the history of man kind has never ever had a Frito Pie. I met a woman today who didn't know what a Frito Pie is. Who doesn't know what a Frito Pie is?!?!?!?!?! It is standard at high school football games, it used to be a staple on the Sonic menu before they went crazy and took it off the menu in favor of the skank Frito burrito. I guess it is a southern or Texas thing? Apparently in New York, there is a restaurant that is causing blasphemy in the Frito Pie world. They give the person an option of vegetarian chili. In Texas vegetarian is right up there on par with child molester. I know, I used to be one. It is wrong to even offer this, the vegetarian eating Fritos would still be consuming animal byproducts, Fritos use a pork enzyme for flavoring, you ain't saving the animals eating Fritos. Anyway Frito Pie is so delicious, I might just have one for dinner. All I need is my Fritos, cheese, and Wolf Brand chili, no beans.


Bauhaus-God In An Alcove

What's not to like!!!!!

Black Women Being Cautious of White Male Intentions

I was over at another blog reading comments on a post, when someone basically said that that as a white male, they will have to get used to black women being weary of their intentions. It then made me wonder why black women have those fears, and being a black woman who has many times been weary of white men, I wanted to think about all the reasons I had for doing so.

I think the first reason is, in my mind white men could never find black women, in particular black women with dark skin, fuller lips, and "ethnic" looking noses attractive. I talked about this in another post a couple of years ago, if I was to go by media, there would be no way I could think a white guy could be attracted to me. Much less if the woman had natural hair vs. relaxed or with extensions. I grew up with the "light is right" mentality, not so much from my parents, but extended family. My brother and cousin were constantly doted on for their light hair and bright eyes. I was doted on for my long hair, another cousin doted on for her pale yellow skin. It was if the only way to be attractive was to have more "mixed" looking features. So I, along with many others equated light skin and good hair with being pretty, and dark skin with not so "good" hair as unattractive. I grew up knowing many black boys and men who subscribed to this same mentality.

So in my mind the reasons white men would approach a black woman would be for either sex or because white women didn't want them. I also heard many times growing up a white man doesn't want you, he might have sex with you, but he will never bring you around his friends or family, and he will definitely never marry you. I had a BM friend tell me that my husband was only out looking for someone to screw, and he would end up with a white woman. I did actually know a couple of white men like this in college. They were all about asking you out, and getting sexually suggestive with you, but would recoil in fear if their friends or family found out about their approaching a black woman. I even knew a guy who told me if he ever got married, it would be to someone no darker than asian, as he couldn't bring a black women home to his family, even though he was steady chasing around black women on campus.

I also assumed that white men wouldn't date black women because in the instances I did see white men with non white women, they were asian or hispanic women, never black women. I guess asian and hispanic women were acceptable relationships, but to go black was going to a whole different species and shunned. I knew asian and hispanic women who had or were dating white men at the time asking me about white men approaching me and just in shock a white guy would even approach me. In their minds their IR was acceptable, but mine was not. I even had a hispanic friend ask me what it was like to be in an IR relationship, when she was in an IR relationship with a white male. I asked her the same question, and it wasn't until then she realized she was in an IR as well.

I remember for years being frustrated and hurt that I even had an attraction to white men, after all, why would they want a black girl? I also felt I was hurting the "black community" and felt that I was a traitor to my race for even entertaining the thought. So the first few times a white guy ever asked me out, I turned them down, or would simply run away. Even now if a white guy hits on me, I kind of look in shock as if there must be something wrong with them for them to even entertain the idea of a black woman. I think my reasoning all came down to brainwashing and self hatred, and it is something I still need to work on, and that many other black women need to work on this mentality as well if they are ever to find happiness in any relationship.


More Blonde Love.....Kind Of

Paul Bettany

Paul Walker By Request:

OK here is Owen Wilson:

Ryan Gosling*:

* OK I have a hard time thinking Ryan Gosling is attractive. Not because he isn't. He really is. But the lesbian that tried to get me, was a darker haired version of Ryan Gosling, a 40 year old version of him, she even shared the same hairdo as Ryan in this mid 1990s photo:

The damn lesbian ruined Ryan Gosling for me. I see Ryan I see the damn lesbian


In Honor of Classical One

This picture is for all the ladies, and in response to Classical One's blog entry about blonde males and their perception in the media compared to darker haired men. I will tell you C1, if all men looked like Simon Baker, we would all LOVE blondes.


Black Women, Sexuality, and Views of Sex In The Black Community

I just saw this trailer for Silence: In Search of Black Female Sexuality in America on youtube and made me think about black women, how we are portrayed in the media. The stereotypes, and what we have been told growing up about sex and sexuality. Of my black female friends, when sex is discussed, it is basically very limiting. To hear these women tell it, the only sexual position they do is missionary, no oral sex, no foreplay, it is often seen as a chore to keep a man happy. Oral sex is seen as unclean, gross, and something white women do to "take our men from us". The idea of IR sex is even more disturbing to them. Even though I am married to a white man, many times I hear my friend say, they could never sleep with a white man, the concept of sex with them is something as odd or alien. I have heard the disgust of looking at a "pink penis". Usually I say nothing, knowing that they have no idea or concept of what a white man looks like unclothed. I think many times it has to do with the fact that these women are very religious, and like me grew up with the mentality of keep your legs closed tight, and don't let boys touch you.

Growing up my mother actually talked about sex, but again very limiting. I would ask a question, and she would answer, using the most clinical terms possible to ensure it went over my head and I wouldn't think of it as anything to do with pleasure. I remember when I got my period, I told my mother, and the talk went as follows, "don't have sex and get pregnant, or I will kill you." Thank you mother for that female bonding moment. That is truly what she said, nothing like the Huxtables on TV, getting excited that their daughters had become women, Claire took them out for a day at the spa and lunch. My mother gave me pads, and told me not to use tampons, as they were dirty and unsanitary because you had to stick them "up there". I also got the fear of getting pregnant put into me by my mother. Per her everything caused pregnancy, from getting groped, to kissing a boy. I was out of high school before I even entertained the idea of sex, and when I did entertain it, I was so sexually repressed, I viewed sex as something to get rid of my virginity, which was an albatross around my neck in my mind. My first time wasn't romantic, loving, or even with someone I was dating. It was very random, and very mechanical, just an act to get to the goal of not being a "virgin" anymore.

To add to my confusion about sex, from ages 5 to 10, I was sexually molested by multiple family members (two cousins and an uncle). This is also something not discussed in the black community. I have just realized in the last five years it was sexual molestation. I always took it as "kids experimenting" even though I was five the first time my then high school aged uncle kissed me a bit too intimately and groped me inappropriately. Or when my cousins who are only a few years older would grope me and take off my clothes while sleeping, and in turn ask for the same. I never even realized what it was. I knew sex as something dirty, and I didn't dare tell. Even if I had told, I would fear myself, not my uncle and cousins as getting into trouble. Then I felt that my family would be shamed if I ever told. So I never did. In the black community we see child exploitation and molestation as a "white people's problem". Pedophiles are typically white males, and when there is a case of a black girl or teen coming forward with tales of rape or molestation, even if her family stands behind her, the black community will always question her intentions, her involvement, and lay some of the blame on the victim, especially if her assailant is a black male with money. The R. Kelly debacle is a perfect example of this. He tried to marry a 15 year old (Aaliyah), videotaped himself having sex with a high school girl, they have found pictures on his computer, and he has been infamously known for cruising high schools for girls. To this day, his victim has been seen as a fast girl who know what she was doing, who was trying to bring him down, and people are still quick to buy his albums and go to his concerts. So the lesson black girls learn is that it doesn't pay to tell, stay quiet and it will go away.

In terms of relationships or dating, there has always been the stigma of black women being so loose and easy, that they are willing to do whatever, whenever. I have been approached very boldly by men of all races to "perform" for them. I never have, but it shocks me how open these men are. I remember on my last cruise, me and my friend did an excursion on a boat where shots of tequila were flowing freely. I being the outspoken, intoxicated person I was, was the first in the mambo line, actively participating with the host when he asked questions or asked for volunteers. Mind you I was intoxicated, but not beyond feeling tipsy, the tequila was basically very watered down. In no time a middle aged white man came up to me asking if I was willing to show my chest to him. I quickly went to the other side of the boat, freaked out he was ask such as thing, as there was no nudity on this boat. It was an excursion on a cruise ship, adults only, but not XXX. It was about drinking and riding to the beach, not sex. I have been in clubs or other places where men have asked me to just dance for them, I was not in a strip club, but for some reason I apparently am such a great dancer, they just want to watch me perform. It is like I was just there for their amusement. Nothing but an object or museum oddity to gawk at. The objectification of women is not helped by music videos, mainly hip hop videos in which women are happily suggestively dancing on poles, on cars, and in the club, with barely a strip of cloth to cover up their "assets". This has gone on for decades if not centuries, black women seen as oddities and for the sole purpose of sex. The Jezebel stereotype, Hottentot Venus, Superhead.

Then we have the other extreme with the mammy stereotype. Overweight, mother like, and asexual. She is there for the purpose of taking care of everyone else. She covers herself so not to expose anything that might excite anyone. Her job is to have empathy and emotions for others, but not herself, almost like she is a saint, but not quite, as she is black and still considered subhuman. She must be strong, and she cannot show emotion. White women fall for this stereotype the most I think. I can't count how many white women are shocked by my marriage. It is as if to them how was I able to get a white man, much less get married to a white man. White women are the ideal, not black women. What shocks them even more is how often white men, especially now are more open to dating black women, as if they are scratching their heads and wondering. It doesn't help that as more and more relationships between white women and black men are on the rise, there is an outcry from black women, and there are negative stereotypes of black women being told to some white women by their black partners. Black woman are full of drama, argumentative, not attractive, overweight, have too many kids, and whatever else they have been told by their partners.

Overall, I think black women straddle the line of the extremes. I know many women who on Saturday night will be at the club dancing suggestively, but on Sunday morning in the church. They will be active in the church, and active in the bedroom, evidenced by the multiple children they have with multiple partners. Or they will be praying one minute, but due to the black male shortage laying with a married man in the next. Or we have the black woman still praying and hoping their black prince will come, while they are home every weekend wondering when if ever, they will get married and start their families.


Blogging Sometimes Feels Like High School

Today, I was making my usual round of blogs, doing my using getting sidetracked and finding more blogs, and decided that blogging is like high school. You have your popular blogs, the jocks and cheerleaders of the blogging world, that will get the hundreds of hits and the hundreds of comments per post. These people will actually bond over email and chit chat off line via phone because they love each other oh so much and the rest of us commenting are completely ignorant of their strong bond. The nerd blogs, which no one reads, but they have a lot of insight and tons of interesting things to say. The obnoxious stuck up bitch blogs, of those who feel their blogs are bigger and better than yours, and feel their insight is so important that they must tell you how awesome and important it is. Then you have the blogs like mine. Not really popular, nothing really important to say, and that kind of fall to the wayside, just like I was in high school. Weird huh?


Dog the Bounty Hunter-Racist Idiot

Well Dog the Bounty Hunter is running scared. The long flowing mullet has gone into hiding, and A&E has suspended the show and he has already issued an apology. Why? He got caught on tape. Dog did not want his son dating a black woman, since they use the n-word around the shop, they didn't want her recording it and running to the media with it. He was urging his son to break up with this girl, so he didn't have to adjust his racist attitude. What a complete and utter dumb ass.

Let's review Duane "Dog" Chapman shall we?

He is a balding man, with a long flowing mullet, who is a convicted murderer with history of drug abuse. He is a bails bondsman. He has 12 kids from numerous women, and he is estranged from several of them. Yet he is concerned about the character of his son's girlfriend? Sheesh.

I have already started reading the comments on TMZ.com. Classy as always. Some comments of note:

Since we only heard part of it, we are taking things out of context right?

You cannot play just a portion of a audio tape and have it tell the whole story.. Shame on you TMZ.. I don't agree with Dog using the language, however, you need to have the entire background on the conversation before passing judgement on him....

i agree the portion they played was hyped up by TMZ i mean he may have used some offensive language but havent we all, and all i heard was a man afraid of losin what he has built up for himself TMZ messed up by not showing the whole tape

In this quote, it is the sons fault, and old people use it, they are just used to it, so it is ok to use the N-word. For all those with that mindset, please refer to the clip I posted from Clerks II:

That doesn't even sound like a real tape. It sounds like something blotched together first of all. Second of all...how many times have people been quoted or taken out of context? I don't even know if I buy the tape, but if so I still love Dog. He's been an amazing bounty hunter that has taken risk for the sake of helping people all the time. Being mixed with several races myself, I have been around a lot of races in my life. People have names for other races all the time whether they want to admit it or not. It's not usually as an insult or whatever, its just profiling in a way I guess. Plus some older people were raised around it and just say it without thinking nor mean anything by it. Some people say things to be hurtful and mean, but this doesn't sound like that. It does sound angry as to having your personal info or fake stories sold for tabloid bucks. I would be pissed too if someone violated my family by selling my business to tabloid scum too. Again, not buying this tape anyways. If Tucker thinks its ok to hurt the people that loved him and stood beside him when he acted a fool and was put in jail, then he doesn't deserve them in his life anyways. Dating someone that takes money to sell your family out is TRASH, and looking the other way while you know they are doing it makes you TRASH too.

This quote came from a Hispanic woman. I am sure she is fine with people using derogatory terms about her race as a whole as well:

come on now!! Everyone needs to get over it already!! I'm hispanic and I don't think that he was try to be mean about it!! so he says the N word all the time!! it is not like he is going off on one individual person.